Alex2kMommy said:Thank you, Crisi, that's exactly what I was going to add.
My DH and I waited a few years before trying to start a family, then went through years of various fertility treatments before having our first child at age 37. DH was satisfied with one child (he himself was an 'only'), but I yearned for another. We decided to leave it up to nature, and much to our surprise, DS2 arrived when I was 41.
We had extra risks and extra tests due to my age, but the risks are overblown by the media. Even at 45, I think the risks are something like a 1:33 chance of a problem. I know I am more patient than I would have been had I had children in my 20s, but I'm also less energetic. But I couldn't be more grateful and enthusiastic a parent, I would not trade if for the world!
I say if you and DH would like to, then do it! And if you have a doctor who is discouraging, find another doctor! My doctor and I went through 2 pregnancies together (her 2nd with my 1st, and her 3rd with my 2nd) and she's just a year or two younger than I am.
I agree the risks are overblown, but the happy ending stories don't tell the whole story either.
One of my girlfriends gave birth to her first at 40. She did (against her OBs advice) a ******l delivery. She shredded the inside of her ****** and spent six hours in surgery, she very nearly died. Likely age related. Her second is adopted.
Another girlfriend had a placental seperation at birth - age linked as well as linked to her having pre-eclampsia, gestational diabetes and being overweight. The baby may have severe physical and mental disabilities (the baby is still young), if she survives - her internal organs took a hit.
You need to weight the risks. Age? What were your previous pregancies like? What's your overall health? Are there genetic issues in your family? etc.
My next sister had her one & only at 40. My next next sister had one at 26 & her second at 40
I had one at 30 and one at 37. THEN one at 40.
You never know what you'll get when you roll the dice.
I didn't do anything. They really, truly like each other. When John left home last year it was a sad 4 months for DD.

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But I guess there is an actual limit, I would guess metopause is it.
You are my hero. Good for you and good luck!